Many people say that people living in this city are glamorous during the day, but restless souls begin to wander around at night.
So I opened this teahouse where I just replaced tea with wine.
I gave it a name: Inn.
But I only allow a maximum of customers to stay for one month a year. Life is so long, why waste time in a small inn? What's more, you and I are just passers-by, what's the point of being nostalgic. But if you are tired, you can come and sit with me then. No need to buy wine, just sit down and listen to stories for an hour.
The inn is not big, and people come and go in a hurry.
If you have been to my inn before, just come in and ask for a free glass of wine. If you haven't been, it doesn't matter. You might as well start meeting me from now on.
Welcome to my inn.
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